Love Mr. Casanova

Morning!

Devan was still sitting on the same sofa for a while, and still used his kimono towel.

Ting!

Devan heard the sound of his cell phone in Charla's pocket. Devan went to pick up the phone in the pocket of the lying suit.

There are a lot of messages from Yossy! inner Devan.

Yocelyn: What time are you home?

Jocelyn: You haven't come home yet?

Yocelyn: You must be having fun! well I won't bother you! Fun have!

Jocelyn: Have you had dinner?

Jocelyn: Oh! I'm sorry, I'm bored! I was just busy with the fake account I created! 😂

Last message sent by Yossy. When the clock has shown eleven o'clock more London time.

He's sleeping it out! inner Devan

Devan: Sorry, I just got out of the party, you haven't slept?

Ting! it didn't take long for a message to come back in.

Jocelyn: Not yet sleepy!

Devan: Don't you sleep very easily?

Jocelyn : Hehe! Aye! I'll be asleep soon!

Devan: Do you need anything?

Jocelyn: No, you're in the apartment?

Devan: I'm not coming home to the apartment tonight.

Jocelyn: Oh! all right, I'm sleeping first. Bye bye Devan!

Devan : Bye Beautiful!

Devan searched Christian's number, and sent a short message.

Devan: Send me a set of clothes for me and a set of clothes for girls! in FG hotel room number 400!

Christian : Wow! Is that Miss Yossy, sir?"

Devan: You're tired of working with me Christ!

Christian: Forgive me Sir! I'll be there soon!

Without replying to Christian's message, Devan puts his phone on the table. Then, back up his head on the couch. Then look at the door of the room that is still in the key. No longer did Charla hear her voice.

Slowly Devan walked towards the room door. And stick his right ear to the door that's still locked.

Is he sleeping? inner Devan.

Clek!

With heart Devan opened the door. Her gaze spontaneously led to Charla wearing a kimono towel and falling asleep on the floor by leaning her head against the bed.

Devan approaches Charla who appears to be asleep and very sound. Devan squatted down looking at Charla's pretty face. Devan rubbed Charla's cheek gently.

I-i'm sorry! devan said in his heart.

Heartily, Devan lifted Charla's body and moved her onto the bed. Devan covers Charla in the cold London city of midnight.

Devan tidied the messy haircut on Charla's face. Then he landed a brief kiss on his forehead. Lastly rubbed Charla's head, then she went back out and closed the room door.

Tok tok tok tok

Devan opens the door showing Christ's figure.

"This is Master's order!" christ handed Devan two paper bags.

"Hmmm!" devan replied receiving two paper bags.

"Master needs my help again?"

"No!" devan replied indifferently and immediately closed the door back violently.

Christian closed his eyes as the door closed fiercely right in front of his face.

"Based on the boss!" as Christian said, "but who is with Mr Devan?" mummified Christ. "Is it possible Miss Yossy? but Miss Yossy looks so innocent. Would you play with Miss Yossy?" his murmur rubbed his chin with his index finger.

Christ raised both his shoulders, trying to cue with his Boss' affairs. But in his heart he was very curious, considering that he had not seen his Boss close to any girl. Christ walked back to the elevator. Leaving the VIP room Devan occupied.

Is it possible that Boss might come back to meet Charla? inner Christ.

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In the living room of his hotel room, Devan pulled out a shirt in one of the paper bags containing his pants, t-shirts and underwear. Devan takes her into the bathroom and flushes her under the shower, then wears her full dress.

Devan returned to the living room and laid his body on the sofa. Devan closed his eyes, trying to sleep. But his eyes opened. Remembering the girl who stole his attention from the first time he met her.

"Good nights!" devan said as he typed on the phone screen. Then sent him without hesitation to the girl who was none other than Yocelyn.

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The sun had not yet emerged from the clash, but the sky was already beginning to be seen. A pair of pretty girl eyes blinked in a room that was not too spacious, but looked very comfortable. Still a little sleepy he grabbed his phone on the nightstand. And see the notification of one incoming message on the main screen of his phone.

"Devan!' chirps after reading the name of the sender of the message.

Yocelyn directly lifted her back and leaned on the head of her bed.

"Good nights!" read Yocelyn with a smile on her lips.

Yocelyn: Good morning Brother Devan!

"Why didn't he reply?" yocelyn muttered after a while. "Is he still sleeping?" continued.

Jocelyn stood up from her bed. Then open the curtains of his room. See London City in the morning.

"ah! today Devan said he'd take me on open roads?" muttered. "Eh! today what tomorrow?" Yocelyn tapped her chin using her index finger.

"ah! can't wait to walk, enjoy the freedom I've never felt!" Yocelyn placed her palms on both of her cheeks to reveal the happiness she dreamed of.

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In another room, Charla awakens from her sleep. He rubbed his eyes, then remembered something. She remembers yesterday she fell asleep on the floor while holding back an upset at Devan who locked her inside the room.

"Is it Devan who moved me to bed?" mumbled wailing.

Charla took off her blanket, and saw her body still wearing a kimono towel. Then he picked up the blanket, and got out of his bed. Charla approached the door and tried to pull the doorknob.

Clek!

"He's not locking it!" charla murmuring.

Charla spread her gaze in the living room, until she found Devan who was still asleep on the sofa.

He even chose to sleep on the sofa instead of sleeping with me! charla said inwardly looking at the handsome face of Devander Gibran.

Ting!

a message came in on Devan's phone that was on the table.

Spontaneous Charla stared at the screen of the phone showing a name.

"Yossy?" charla muttered at the question mark.

Devan's locked phone left him unable to see what messages were being sent.

"Who's Yossy?" her question was staring at the still-lit screen. "Is she the girl that made Devan forget me?" he asked while looking at Devan's face who was still asleep.

Something arrived - arriving as if it was burning in his little heart. But he tried to pull it off, because he realized what Devan said last night was true.

Charla sits on the sofa on Devan's couch. Charla stared intensely at Devan's face which looked very handsome even while asleep.

A lie! if I never liked you, Mr. Casanova!

A lie! if I never expected you at all!

It was like that at first, but maybe for years there was no spark of love in my heart for you, in every romance!

So lying! if our years together didn't cause feelings in my heart!

Then who is Yossy? last night you said you didn't want to fuck me or anyone!

Then who is Yossy?

Charla clenched her hands tightly by closing her eyes tightly. It was as if trying to bury something that was in his heart. And his eyes reopened as he felt Devan wriggle.

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